Tag > devenir poète

    POETA FIT, NON NASCITUR   "How shall I be a poet?    How shall I write in rhyme? You told me once 'the very wish    Partook of the sublime.' Then tell me how! Don't put me off    With your 'another time'!" The old man smiled to see him,    To hear his sudden sally; He liked the lad to speak his mind    Enthusiastically; And thought "There's no hum-drum in him,    Nor any shilly-shally." "And would you be a poet    Before you've been to school? Ah, well! I hardly thought you    So absolute a fool. First learn to be spasmodic —    A very...